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Weeping Leaves

December 28, 2013
By LeafWriter DIAMOND, Littleton, Colorado
LeafWriter DIAMOND, Littleton, Colorado
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A bridge that linked you to me
I don’t remember how it came to be.
A box full of letters, or the tree in the park,
I only recall that your world was dark.

Just like mine, your sky was black--
the stars were too tired of being stabbed in the back.
Your hopeless words found their way to my ears
and I remember us sitting there in your puddle of tears.

Oh I cried too, I will never forget
that you were the wound and I was the tourniquet.
I would hold you forever underneath that tree. . .
ah yes, now I remember the bridge that linked you to me.

A beautiful willow it was,
weeping with fragile leaves--just like us.
But then it changed, as did your world and mine;
so beautifully instilled, but never truly entwined.



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